, is already done Failure, of the sacrifice Confronting with your maker, paranoid vision a dream Flesh is dripping cold Day of mourning Death is on
should never know of one." Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe, Emptied out the register, said, "Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe." One day
of Hell Thy people save And give them victory o'er the grave Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, Thou Day-Spring, come
The lovely mountain angel now thought to be a witch She made those wailing mournful sounds That you could hear for miles Long after she laid down upon her baby's grave
His eyes they close and his last breath spoke he had seen all to be seen a life once full now an empty vase wilt the blossoms on his early grave
what we had That beloved day That rests in the past Imagining how it all could be You?re walking on the crossroads right beside me My thoughts rotate since the day
for my true love, As any young girl may, I'll sit and mourn all on his grave, For twelve months and a day. And when twelve months and a day was passed
growing devastation. brings human extinction this plague aims at our weakness. predetermined sky. cradles fall into pine for the mourning. wailing cries blend endless each day
stand beneath the clouds In ocean of moonlight Damn this life! It's obsolete Eternity will be my grave I make my step behind the line This day will decide
his grave Well Jesse had a wife To mourn for his life Three children Now they were brave Well that dirty little coward That shot Mr. Howard And he laid poor Jesse in his grave
be hard cause I'm a young playa that loves to get paid Until that day I'm gonna pimp whores until I go to my grave (Gangsta) Now as I sit and reminisce
grave Well, Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children now, they were brave Well, that dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard He laid poor Jesse in his grave
and mourn all on his grave For a twelve months and a day And when twelve months and a day was passed The ghost did rise and speak Why sittest thou all on my grave
should never know of one" Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe Emptied out the register, said," Tell 'me it was Crazy Joe" One day
bye world Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves of the dead Upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves
